Love. Of life. In all its forms.

There’s something nice about venturing out. Into the storm. I’ve done it often. Into a rain/thunderstorm. Into a blizzard.  Didn’t seem so raging. Gives me a sense of fearlessness. Strength. Oneness with nature.  Even nature’s fury can seem soft and soothing. It’s a mind set. Today, here in Minnesota, it is raining. Windy, too. But still, I will savor the day. Walking. Walking. Walking for 10 miles. Maybe more.  I will walk the neighbors’ dogs, too. We give each other confidence. And a sense of love. Of life. In all its forms. --Jim Broede